This is what I wore on the last day of my summer vacation. The viscose dress with an unfinished hem is a two-euro flea market find. Because a) I'm too lazy to sew, and b) I kind of like the unraveled look, I decided to leave the hem as is. Anywhoo, I wore this to go to the dry cleaner to pick up an old suede coat that had a bunch of stains on it. The stains hadn't come off, and the texture of the suede was pretty much ruined. Having stuff dry cleaned is such a waste of nice clothes and money. I'm never doing it again.

Chris and I stopped at a couple of flea markets on the way home. My style crisis must be on-going, because my own clothes don't appeal to me much at all, and it seems that flea markets are full of all sorts of treasures I can't leave behind. (What's catching my eye: deep colors, botanical prints, sparkles, and different textures.) I'm still operating on the one-in-one-out principle. I clearly have too many (wrong) clothes, because letting go of stuff is still easy.